Текст песни Papa Roach — 13.Tightrope (The Thin Line).2

My words are weapons,
In which I murder you with
Please don’t be scared;
Please do not turn your head.
We are the future
The 21st century
Dyslexic,glue sniffing cyber sluts
With homicidal minds and handguns

We are insane
Nothing will change
We are insane
Nothing will change

There is a thin line
Between what is good and what is evil
And I will tiptoe down that line
But I will feel unstable
My life is a circus
And I am tripping down that tightrope
Well there is nothing to save me now
So I will not look down

And again,and again, and again,and again,
And happens again,
And again,and again(x2)

There is a thin line
Between what is good and what is evil
And I will tiptoe down that line
But I will feel unstable
My life is a circus
And I am tripping down that tightrope
Well there is nothing to save me now
So I will not look down

Oh,no,no,no

There is a thin line
Between what is good and what is evil
And I will tiptoe down that line
But I will feel unstable
My life is a circus
And I am tripping down that tightrope
Well there is nothing to save me now
I’m falling to the ground